The Love of the Unknown Man

22. Slap Me

Until rented, Lisa opened the papper bag and pulled the laptop and mobile phone he just got. Lisa's two beads of sparkling eyes stared at the two advanced objects.

“It feels like a dream. I can go to college again and get what I've been dreaming of,” Lisa monologues while staring at the night sky through her bedroom window.

Two stars shining brightly in the dark sky. A sweet smile was painted on Lisa's face as she looked at the two stars above.

Lisa's memory drifted away with the father's advice.

“What dad said. Replies from doing good may not come from people we have helped but believe me the reply will surely come at the right time.”

Lisa took a deep breath. He promised himself that he would forget Edgar and begin to organize his life for a dream as a doctor.

“Dad, Mom, look at me from up there huh? I will definitely make you proud,” exclaimed Lisa looked up at the stars in the sky while prancing small.

Then the attention of Lisa moved and turned on the phone that turned out to have been installed sim card.

That night Lisa spent fiddling with new phones, creating social media accounts, and searching for the accounts of her college friends first.

Until when Lisa played the phone while lying in bed.

Plaque.

The phone in Lisa's hand fell right on her face.

“Huft,”

Lisa kept her phone away from her face and her beads widened when she saw a video post showing Martha admitting to slandering her.

Lisa sat up for a moment. He rubbed his eyes and patted his cheek repeatedly.

He thought what he had just seen was a dream. However, when she felt pain from the pinch on the cheek, she was sure Martha was right to admit her mistake that she had made.

Ting. Ting. Ting.

A barrage of notifications coming to the phone. Lisa furrowed her brows as she read one by one a message from her former college friend. Most of them apologized to Lisa for believing Martha's accusation.

“Today I experienced many unexpected events,” Lisa murmured to herself.

Lisa's eyes slowly drift as she is accused of stealing Martha's diamond necklace. Although Lisa denied it, but no one believed her.

Now things are like flipping 180 degrees in just one day.

People who used to blaspheme him, now turned to writing abusive comments on Martha's social media site.

But Lisa did not want to bother. He took his silver from the incident he was maligned to steal, now he knows which friend is fake and has a cunning temperament.

“I'm better off sleeping,” Lisa pulled the blanket and tried to close her eyes.

Lisa imagines Edgar's face. The handsome man's face smiled with his sharp green eye bead staring at Lisa.

Immediately Lisa opened her eyes, took a deep breath and clucked. He changed his sleeping position and tried to go back to sleep.

Once again, Edgar's shadow pervades Lisa's mind. Make the girl squeal and kick the blanket.

“Lisa, what the fuck are you. You're still thinking about someone else's husband,” Lisa told herself as she patted the eel.

“Forget him!”

“Forget him!”

“Forget him!”

Lisa continued to say the two words until she fell asleep entering the dream world.

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The first day of college seemed ordinary to Lisa. Everyone greeted me kindly. Even their attitude was warmer than the time before Martha expressed her apology.

The class is over and Lisa decides to stop by the bookstore first before heading back to the rented one.

However, Lisa's sudden footsteps stopped when her bead caught Martha's figure standing in the way.

From the look of his eyes, hatred was still buried in Martha and Lisa who did not want to deal with the cunning friend chose to continue walking past Martha.

Martha took a deep breath. He wouldn't have done this if it wasn't a threat from his father.

“I want to take you to lunch with Daddy.”

Lisa twists her body with a frown. He glanced sharply at Martha.

“Did I not hear wrong?” lisa's asking exuded a cold aura.

“Ck, you want it or not? Stay answered, no need to ask a lot!”

Martha clucked irritably, rolled her eyes lazily and folded her hands in front of her chest. Makes Lisa sure that Martha uploaded a video apologizing for being forced to.

“I don't want to,” replied Lisa briefly.

“You must want to!” martha snapped her eyes.

Now Lisa who clucked while publishing a grin grin grin.

“If you insist, why should you ask,” Lisa murmured very softly but still heard by Martha.

“Ah, stop. I'm coming!”

And here they are, in a cafe not far from campus. Lisa looked at Martha and Mario in turn.

The father and son showed different faces. If Mario arched a smile at Lisa, different upside down with Martha who actually pursed the lips.

Inside Lisa, she believes something is forcing them to do this.

“Well, Lisa please eat,” said Mario pointed to the line of food presented at the table that had just been brought by the cafe waiter.

Lisa was silent. He was still staring at Mario intensely.

“Why? Would you like to order another meal?” ask Mario who is trying his best to be gentle.

Martha who saw Mario's behavior just sighed and threw away face did not want to see Lisa's face which he thought was very ugly.

“Dad, a country girl like her where probably used to eat food like this,” Martha whispered scornfully.

Soon Mario widened his eyes and placed his index finger on his lips. She gestured for Martha to shut up. Because right next to their table, there was Jerri, Gustav's personal assistant, watching them.

“Tell me what you want!” lisa said with a careless attitude to face the same father and son behavior.

Mario cleared his throat before speaking. Uphold her back and stare at Lisa with a shady look in her eyes.

“Begini, Lisa. I want to apologize for Martha who used to slander you stealing her necklace.”

Lisa pulled one end of her lips.

“You used to say it was a reality, but why do you only now admit that it is a slander?”

Martha throws a glance at Lisa, grunts annoyed, and displays a look of dislike.

“Hai, village girl, has started to get cocky apparently huh? There are now many who praise you,” cried Martha.

“Martha, keep your attitude!” Mario whispered near Martha's ear as his tail glanced at Jerri.

Since then Mr. Gustav's personal assistant has been monitoring Mario and Martha with a sharp gaze. As if he was reminding Mario of the terms of his company's cooperation contract.

“No, Dad. Lisa who has to keep her attitude.”

Martha stood up with her chest up and down in anger.

“Everyone is blaspheming me and all that because of you, Lisa. What a hard thing to accept sorry from us.”

Plaque.

Martha's hand slapped Lisa's left cheek. And the next second...

Plaque.

One slap also hit Martha's cheek. However, the perpetrator of the cross-section is not Lisa. Except Mario.

Martha stared in disbelief at her father while rubbing her hot and sore cheeks.

“Daddy? Why did Daddy slap me?”